The X-Files Song: David Duchovny by Bree Sharp

David Duchovny
by Bree Sharp

It's Sunday night; I am curled up in my room
The tv light fills my heart like a balloon
I hold it in as best I can; I know I'm just another fan,
But I can't help feeling I could love this secret agent man.....
And I can't wait any more for him to discover me.

I got it bad for David Duchovny
David Duchovny, why won't you love me, why won't
you love me, why won't you love me?

My friends all tell me, "Girl you know it's just
a show," but deep within his eyes I see me
wrapped up like a bow,
Watching the sky for a sign, the FBI's on my mind,
I'm waiting for the day when my lucky stars align

In the form of David Duchovny, floating above me,
in the alien light of the spaceship of love, oh,
David Duchovny, hovering above me, American
Heathcliff, brooding and coming,
David Duchovny, why won't you love me, why won't
you love me, why won't you love me?

So smooth and so smart, he's abducted my heart,
and I'm falling apart from the looks I've
received from those eyes;
I can't believe, well you can say I'm naive,
but he told me to believe......
Ooooooooo....

My bags are packed, I am ready for my flight,
Gonna put an end to my daydream days and
sleepless nights,
Sitting like a mindless clone, wishing he would
tap my phone,
Just to hear the breath of the man, the myth, the monotone...

And I would say
David Duchovny, why won't you love me, why won't
you love me, why won't you love me?
David Duchovny, why won't you love me, why won't
you love me, why won't you love me?

David Duchovny, I want you to love me, to kiss
and to hug me, debrief and debug me,
David Duchovny, I know you could love me, I'm
sweet and I'm cuddly,
I'm gonna kill Scully!
David Duchovny, why won't you love me, why won't
you love me, why won't you love me?
Yeah.......